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mobb deep - let's pop lyrics

[hook 2x: dog]
n-ggas in the club, get it poppin’, why not?
bag a little chick, spend a little, if she’s hot
when you in the guts, be sure to hit the g-spot
from the back or the front, or the side, let’s pop

[dog]
fly vibe, i take it, light skinned, i take it
brown skin, i wake with, hand it up, and scr-pe it
get it straight explicit, have a broad all naked
eat up, head game, well perfected
grail eater, hit the breaks, ma, swell the speed up
i made trick a little, but never bless no skeezers
plus when i rip, i laminate my d-ck like visa’s
quick to jump it off, on the beaches, the bleachers
and premiere features, moanin’ sounds like creatures
get up in your guts, have me screwin’ up your features
i love them thick ones, that suck like leechers
take it to the game, so we can f-ck in the nose bleeders
hemy on the rocks, grown women swallowin’ c-ck
made a n-gga blast off on the fox
when i pop up one of fox sh-t, like vicica fox
topless in the drop, straight, lettin’ me rock

[hook 2x]

[havoc]
girlfriend, slide with me
and i’mma show you how life should be
i’m a definite, them other cats is possibilities
it’ll be evident, when she rock with me
know you heard it all before, that n-gga that claim he b-lls
in the club, with his car keys showing
a creep from behind, i know you tired of them
wanna suck up on them thighs, say goodbye to ya friends
yeah, your visions blurred, i’mma clear ya lens
show you a whole new world, as i guide you in
don’t let n0body steer you wrong, you look fly in timb’s
a sneak f-ck is the best, love your devilish grin
ya man worry where the f-ck you been?
you ain’t a child, i don’t see no rings, do ya thing
baby girl, not to sound like their’s hate in my blood
but you know the rules, ya b-tch chose me, cuz

[hook 2x]

[prodigy]
whoadie, you got -ss for days
i’m try’nna get between them legs, dub my way
through that slimey hallway, your walls make me
claustraphobic, i knock ’em down, aye!
shorty you look like the type to say
go easy on me, slow down, i can’t take it
that’s a cute little outfit, but i picture you naked
sweatin’ buckets, while i’m f-ckin’, like i hate it
dancin’ on me, that fatty girl, what’s happening girl
i step to my business, and put my g. in early
wait til them drinks and that weed we burnin’
hit, and watch how i make my way to that p-ssy
it’s a gangsta’s ball, we havin’ a blast
i got one ho in my front, and one on my back
i got another ho on my right, and one on my left
dog got a bunch more, said he poppin’ with that

[hook 2x]

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